“I’ll start now.”
I slowly approached Priscilla, whose hands were tied above her head.
Her body was tense, her eyes blindfolded.
I gently tickled the nape of her neck with a feather.
“Ugh... huh...”
Priscilla let out a soft moan, her neck shrinking back.
The sensation of tickling mixed with faint pleasure.
This wasn’t about making her feel good—it’s about heating up her body.
“If you keep dodging like that, I can’t do this properly.”
“I-It’s not like I’m reacting because I like it...”
“Haha! Is that so? Then let’s enjoy this slowly today, opposite to yesterday.”
“Ah... huh... ugh...”
The feather that tickled her neck now teased the nape.
The nape of the neck was surprisingly a sensitive erogenous zone.
Some women could even become aroused just from stimulation there.
As I focused on tickling that area, her skin quickly turned red.
Priscilla wasn’t particularly sensitive there, but the blindfold must have heightened her usual responses.
‘Her reactions are so honest and cute that I can’t stop teasing her.’
The feather gradually moved downward.
I drew it along her white back and the graceful curve of her waist.
“Ahhh...!”
Whether the sensation was too intense, Priscilla couldn’t hold back and shivered.
Her trembling body emitted the scent of a female in heat.
Rather than curling up, her body stretched out, almost as if presenting itself.
It was only because she was tied up that she reacted this way.
Otherwise, her body would have instinctively shrunk back, avoiding the feather.
“Your reactions are so good. Are you not trying to hide your feelings anymore?”
“Sh-Shut up...”
Priscilla blushed.
To be precise, she wanted to hide it, but she couldn’t.
Even though she knew I could see through it, she still tried to deny it.
For someone in her position, admitting that she couldn’t hide her pleasure would be even more embarrassing.
‘She’s being handled by someone much younger, like a virgin, and yet she’s feeling it.’
Of course, the more embarrassed Priscilla got, the more aroused I became.
With a lewd figure and sensitive breasts, I couldn’t ask for more.
‘That’s why I’m putting in the effort to train her properly.’
I put the feather down.
Instead, I tightly grasped her firm buttocks with my hands.
This well-shaped, supple backside was always worth touching.
“Ugh... ahh...”
“Your butt seems more sensitive than usual. Are you excited?”
“Th-There’s no way...”
Despite her defiant words, her body grew even more aroused.
As soon as I touched her butt, her fluids began to leak.
The clear liquid running down her smooth thighs was quite erotic.
This was no longer the body of a respected lord.
It was the body of a female, ready to be adored by a man.
“Shall we try something different now? What do you want to experience?”
“...Anything is fine. It doesn’t matter.”
“Are you sure? Being blindfolded, not knowing what’s coming might make you even more tense.”
Priscilla’s body flinched slightly at my words.
But in the end, she bit her lip and remained silent.
She was a woman with strong pride, after all.
‘I thought Lorraine’s personality was influenced by her father. But now I see Priscilla had a hand in it too.’
After all, Priscilla was the one who practically raised her.
Even Amy, who served the lord from a young age, must have been influenced by Priscilla to some extent.
“Let’s get started, then.”
The next tool I picked up was a brush.
It was much larger than a feather, so it could tease more effectively.
For a woman as large as Priscilla, this would be more effective.
‘I teased her back earlier, so let’s try the front this time.’
I gently brushed around Priscilla’s navel.
‘She’s completely lost in this.’
She seemed to have completely forgotten that she was being trained by me.
Her mind was filled only with the aching in her chest and the pleasure that was soon to come.
The brush that had been teasing her breasts now hovered just in front of her nipples.
“Well, shall we stop here for now?”
“Ah, ha... what...?”
Priscilla, still blindfolded, let out a confused sound.
Even without seeing her eyes, I could imagine the expression on her face.
“Ugh... ugh... why, why...?”
After bringing her to the brink of anticipation, I stopped just before touching her nipples.
It was like making her soaking wet with kisses and caresses but stopping before penetration.
“Y-You’re not really going to end it like this, are you?”
“What’s this? Are you trying to seduce me with that voice?”
“N-No, that’s not it...”
Priscilla panted heavily.
Her voice even had a slight tremble of tears.
Her heated body was desperately craving strong pleasure.
Holding back was almost torture.
“Or do you want to surrender and just let go?”
“Ugh... ugh...”
Priscilla’s mouth opened and closed.
She wanted to say something desperately, but she couldn’t bring herself to voice it.
Admitting it here would mean losing the bet.
But at the same time, she couldn’t ignore the pleasure filling her chest and the anticipation she had built up.
“Ugh... this, this is unfair...”
“What’s unfair? You haven’t forgotten we’re doing this because of our bet, right?”
“But... even so... this is... ugh...”
Priscilla’s body kept flinching.
Even while talking and pleading with me.
Her body was practically begging to be let go.
Especially her nipples, which kept twitching, looking pitiful.
“...Priscilla, do you remember the condition I mentioned last time for climaxing?”
“C-Condition?”
“One blowjob, one climax. You haven’t forgotten, right?”
“...”
Priscilla’s mouth opened slightly.
Last time, when she was similarly heated up and didn’t know what to do.
I made the same proposal to her.
With a trembling voice, Priscilla asked.
“...If I do it again this time... you’ll let me climax?”
“That’s right. But the situation is a bit different this time.”
I gently stroked her chest with the brush, urging her to speak.
“If you beg me to let you suck, I might give it to you.”
“Ugh... what is this? Are you telling me to admit defeat?”
“I’ll make an exception for this. The only thing forbidden between us is penetration. Blowjobs are safe.”
“N-No matter what, I can’t say that... ugh!”
Priscilla seemed to hesitate for a moment.
But as I began to tease her areola with the brush again.
Priscilla eventually surrendered to the pleasure.
“Ah, okay... please... let me suck it...”
“Who begs in that tone? Try again.”
“Haa...!”
I continued to torment her chest with the brush.
Just enough to keep her from climaxing, but still providing solid stimulation.
For Priscilla, who was already on edge, this was unbearable, torturous pleasure.
“Ah! Ugh! P-Please! Let me suck it! Please, just let me!”
“Again.”
“Please let me suck it, I’m begging you! Please, just this once, let me suck it! Haah!”
Finally, Priscilla completely surrendered.
A married woman, tied up naked, blindfolded, and begging to suck.
Priscilla’s appearance was far more obscene than I had expected.